Your salah is more precious than your work.
Your salah is more precious than your studies.
Your salah is more precious than your spouse.
Your salah is more precious than your children.
Your salah is more precious than your friends.
Your salah is more precious than your phone.
making friends as an adult is wild because there's so much lore to catch up on
you'll be 3 years in and still get random drops like “oh btw i used to be married”
Yesterday, I was overwhelmed by the feelings of being an underachiever at this stage of my life.
Today, I'm overwhelmed by the fear of what lies in the grave. The squeezing, the darkness, the horrors.
May Allah ease our affairs in this world and make our graves a pleasant abode